“Look to the past and remember no empire rises that sooner or later won’t fall.”

You go strolling through the crowd like Peter Lorre, contemplating a crime. She comes out of the sun in a silk dress running like a watercolor in the rain.

Looking so cool, his greed is hard to conceal, he’s fresh out of law school.

most of the rest of it is about image or the beat or the sound, or else it’s a tribal thing.

She doesn’t give you time for questions as she locks up your arms in hers. And you follow till your sense of direction completely disappears.

Whoever you pretend to be, you must face yourself eventually.

Nothing that’s forced can ever be right, if it doesn’t come naturally, leave it.

And all the songs I ever sung each one of them untied me And all the girls I ever loved have left themselves inside me.

She comes out of the sun in a silk dress, running like a water color in the rain.

On a morning from a Bogart movie, in a country where they turn back time.

Do you remember the church across the sands? You stood outside and planned to travel the lands, where the pilgrims go.

The evening sings in a voice of amber, the dawn is surely coming.

We measure our days out in steps of uncertainty not turning to see how far we’ve come.

Movie queens diffuse into Cinema haze, while libertines read pornozines in street cafes.

Of all the girls I ever knew some loved and some denied me And all the words I ever said have been no use to hide me.

There’s room in the world for one historical folk-rock singer to make a decent living, and I happen to be it.

Don’t bother asking for explanations, she’ll just tell you that she came in the year of the cat.

When I came into the music, I was forced to be a CEO. I was forced to be an entrepreneur; I was forced to… because I was looking for a deal. I didn’t have this grand scheme of starting a record company and then morphing into a clothing empire.

There are such beings as vampires, some of us have evidence that they exist. Even had we not the proof of our own unhappy experience, the teachings and the records of the past give proof enough for sane peoples.

The Roman Empire was very, very much like us. They lost their moral core, their sense of values in terms of who they were. And after all of those things converged together, they just went right down the tubes very quickly.

I have behind me not only the splendid traditions and the annals of more than a thousand years but the living strength and majesty of the Commonwealth and Empire; of societies old and new; of lands and races different in history and origins but all, by God’s Will, united in spirit and in aim.

I think that if a United States of Europe were to be formed, it would be in our interests to fight for it, as all our old traditions would remain in such a united Europe, whereas if we were to start now as part of the Russian Empire, everything that had ever been in Germany would disappear.

That has a particular history and I think we rather lost it in the 19th Century, we became so much part of empire and colonialism.

Were we closer to the ground as children, or is the grass emptier now?

White folks was in the caves while we [blacks] was building empires.